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long. Ajax, Xander and I had done very well to get where we were in that time, yet many viewed us and our intentions with suspicion.

      We’d gone straight, but in some people’s minds we were still criminals.

      A past like ours was difficult to escape—and I never would—but I’d do my bit to help my brothers escape.

      Hamilton shook his head, but I continued. ‘You’ll put the word around that we can be trusted. Invite us to all the best charity parties, talk us up to your cronies, tell them the past is in the past, et cetera.’

      ‘You can’t possibly think that I’d—’

      ‘And in return,’ I interrupted, ‘I’ll pay your gambling debts.’

      Hamilton’s mouth closed with a snap, his expression becoming sharper, more predatory. ‘Gambling debts?’

      ‘Come now, Tommy,’ I murmured, enjoying the spark of anger in his eyes at my patronising tone. ‘You’re neck-deep in the red at the moment. All those investments you thought would pay off that didn’t, all that tax evasion with those wonderful charities that isn’t as effective as it used to be. Or maybe you’re simply living beyond your means? Whatever it is, I can help.’ I gave him another smile. ‘All you have to do in return is give King Enterprises the big thumbs-up to your friends. Oh, yes, and your daughter as an insurance policy.’

      This time Hamilton’s stare was much more assessing, as if he was weighing up a business decision. Which it was: my help in clearing his debts in return for assistance in the image department for the whole King family.

      It was a win-win for everyone.

      ‘I have two daughters,’ Hamilton said at last, eyeing me.

      Interesting. I only knew of the one who featured in all the society pages. Clara Hamilton. A pretty little socialite with a wealth of honey-blonde hair, big blue eyes and gorgeous tits. In other words, exactly my type, and I did like a society girl. It was funny how all their socialite ways would vanish once their clothes were off and I was inside them. How their dignity would crumble as they begged, as I made them scream my name.

      On the outside they made a fuss about my past, about my links to my father’s crime empire, about all that nasty violence.

      But on the inside, in the darkness of the bedroom, they loved it. That past thrilled them, got them off. Those girls loved a bad boy and I was as bad as it got.

      Apart from Ajax. He was worse.

      ‘Give me the pretty one,’ I said.

      Hamilton’s mouth twisted. ‘Clara isn’t—’

      ‘I can’t promise I won’t touch her, but I can promise I won’t hurt her.’ I didn’t mind a bit of pain with my sex, but I wasn’t a fan of forcing myself on anyone. Where was the fun in that?

      But Hamilton didn’t like it. At all. ‘And if she says she doesn’t want to marry you?’

      ‘That’s your problem, not mine.’ I put my hands in my pockets, my posture relaxed. ‘Look, it’s not a life sentence. Tell her all I want from her is to pretend we’ve had a whirlwind romance and that she’s desperately in love with me. Then we’ll have a nice big society wedding and afterwards she can have my Darling Point mansion. I’ll be leaving the country so she’ll get it all to herself. In six months, once we’ve got some solid financial backing, she can send me the divorce papers and we’ll both go our separate ways, no harm, no foul.’

      Hamilton’s eyes narrowed. ‘Why the pretence?’

      ‘Appearances matter, Tommy,’ I pointed out. ‘Which you, of all people, should know. Wouldn’t do for it to look like a marriage of convenience now, would it? It’s a bit too mercenary. Not at all the image we want for the King name.’

      ‘Divorce so soon afterwards wouldn’t exactly project the right image either.’

      ‘It’s long enough to convince enough people it’s legit and, like I said, bag some investment dollars.’ I gave him a conspiratorial look. ‘It’ll be our little secret, hmm?’

      Hamilton leaned an elbow on the arm of his chair and stroked his chin, acting like he was thinking carefully about it. But that gleam in his eye told a different story. He wanted my money and he wanted it desperately.

      Perfect.

      I remained standing, staying casual. Strange how being relaxed could put people on edge, but it did.

      It was putting Hamilton on edge right now. I could see it in the tension in his shoulders and the way he was tapping one foot against the carpet.

      I said nothing, letting the silence sit there, because silence could be a useful weapon to someone who knew how to use it. And I did. I was very good with weapons in general.

      The silence lengthened, became oppressive.

      Eventually, Hamilton shifted then said, ‘I’ll put the idea to Clara and see what she says.’

      I shook my head. ‘You do want the money, don’t you? I mean, without it, you’ll lose everything. And think of the scandal if word got out about your little gambling problem. I don’t think you want that, do you?’

      He shifted again. ‘Fine. I’ll make sure she’s on-board with the idea then.’

      I was conscious of a slight loosening inside my chest, one that couldn’t and shouldn’t be relief, not when I’d been confident he’d agree to my request, yet felt like it all the same.

      Ajax had given me responsibility for securing the King Enterprises’ potential expansion and I wanted to make sure I fulfilled that responsibility, especially given what I owed him.

      Now it looked like that debt would be paid.

      It was satisfying, I couldn’t deny it.

      What a good little soldier you are.

      But not for much longer. Once I was away from Sydney I’d get something I’d always been denied: the luxury of choice.

      ‘You do that,’ I said to Hamilton. ‘And if she has any issues with the marriage remind her that my house has a pool. Girls love pools.’

      Slowly, Hamilton pushed himself out of the uncomfortable chair. ‘I do have a condition.’

      My smile froze. ‘I’m not sure you’re in any position to demand conditions.’

      ‘Nevertheless, I have one.’ His gaze was very direct and very certain; he wasn’t going to back down on this. ‘You’re not to make contact with her before the wedding. And you’re not to touch her after it. It will be a marriage in name only.’

      I almost laughed. ‘What? You don’t want my filthy King hands all over your precious daughter?’

      He said nothing, but the look in his eyes was clear. No. He didn’t.

      I raised a brow, playing with him because that was the fun part and I could never resist a show of power. ‘But what if she wants to put her hands on me?’

      He flushed. ‘She won’t. She abhors you.’

      ‘Sure she does. When she doesn’t know me from Adam.’ I lifted a shoulder. ‘Not that I care. Like I told you, if she doesn’t want me I won’t force myself on her. But if she does...well...’ I grinned, just to mess with him ‘...I can make no guarantees.’

      Hamilton’s expression became fixed. ‘She won’t. I can guarantee that.’

      It was sweet how protective this pillar of the community was of his daughter. Except, again, I knew it was a sham. It was himself and the reputation of his family that he cared about, like all men of that sort. That and money. I’m sure if I’d offered him more cash he’d have had no problem with me claiming a wedding night from his precious daughter.

      Unfortunately, though, telling me not to touch the girl only made me

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